Cis.
You leave my mother alone! Go on!
Mr. Bullamy.
Said I to myself, “This won’t do, I must extricate these people somehow!” [To Mr. Posket.] I’m not so damned conscientious as you are, Posket.
Cis.
Bravo! Go on!
Mr. Bullamy.
[Producing his jujube box.] The first thing I did was to take a jujube.
Cis.